It is
(Won’t you agree?)
a dream away —
that filled with spring and promise
fun sun day
where we can touch the wind,
and taste the air,
and be the way we were,
without a care,
free to reclaim
what fleeting time can’t steal,
where we can hope once more,
and laugh,
and heal.

A 1955 oil painting by Dr. Seuss. Photo: The Art of Dr Seuss and Liss Gallery, via the Guardian

From here on earth, from my small place, I ask of You way out in space:Please tell all men in every landwhat You and I both understand.Please tell all men that peace is good.That’s all that need be understoodin every world in Your great sky.We understand. Both You and I.

When in the night I lay awake
The moon became a silver lake
Across it swam a single swan
That turned into a white snowflake
It grew until the lake was gone
Beneath the crystals, clear as drawn
Then burst into a million stars
That fell until the break of dawn
Like rays of light through prison bars
Like gems adorning crowns of tsars
They fell as I succumbed to sleep
Like healing drops upon fresh scars
Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)
image credit: Starlight, snowflake photo by Alexey Kljatov